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If I’ve come so far, then why does it still feel like nowhere?
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I feel like Side B. Like I inherited someone else’s troubles upon expiring, played in reverse as my own life sails by, but read the lyrics after the fact. The veil wears thin with multiple plays. They’ll mesh at some point like garbled, foreign-tongued disagreements at a 3am food stand. He must’ve been terrible to…
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Gibberish is so much easier than storytelling, yet I tell stories with my gibberish.
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It just slapped me like a pissed off ex. Another forgotten memory. Boy, all it took was one mushroom trip during the pandemic, and those repressed, traumatic flickers blind you unexpectedly! This one? I’m lying on my back in a soaked field. The morning South Carolina dew is nearly ice. I was in boot camp.…
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Life through the eyes and mind of a modern-day 13 year old (who happens to already be an award-winning writer & budding Dallas musical stage performer.)
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I’m serious about the spoiler warning.
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This year, something changed. I can only speculate as to what happened, but that’s never stopped me.
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It would appear as though I lost a follower yesterday. I guess they didn’t enjoy their truth. In response, I’d like to share something beautiful. Happy Friday!
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Read this with caution, or not at all. Your input is appreciated, yet inconsequential to my skewed psyche o’consequence. You’ve been warned.
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Prince Connor Wrath is beyond bored with his royal lifestyle. Receiving nothing but the most mundane tasks in the name of his kingly father, and even less respect than the court jester, he dreams of a life beyond the land of Lynnwood. There’s only one catch: The gods of old have forbade travel past the…
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What a lousy thing to say, but it’s the truth. My wife asked how I stood there filming in the presence of screaming children and faces gushing blood; all while the heat of a demolished, yet still burning, apartment complex threatened to singe my facial hair. How? I didn’t have anything else to do. The…
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Did we die during the pandemic? Unaware of our fates as a result of the disease? Perhaps they engineered it that way. We’ll never know, and it’s mostly because we all don’t care enough to inquire; collectively. We’re stuck in an endless Hell-loop, fighting and clawing the eyes of the gear-headed baseball-dad’s belting out their…
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Prince Connor Wrath is beyond bored with his royal lifestyle. Receiving nothing but the most mundane tasks in the name of his kingly father, and even less respect than the court jester, he dreams of a life beyond the land of Lynnwood. There’s only one catch: The gods of old have forbade travel past the…
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This was how I spent my day: Pac Man, guitar, SRV, repeat. It’s dual-vinyl, so there’s enough Stevie to go around. I’m not a bum; I got all the important things done early so I could play all afternoon. There were recordings made, but they weren’t good enough to share. I’m still tweaking all the…
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Well, good morning, all you shiny, happy people. That’s a lot of commas. Allow me to set the mood… This is the greatest debut album in the history of music. I can almost imagine the midnight journeys of Del & Axl navigating the Los Angeles wasteland in search of whiskey. The mid-eighties were a special…
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Good morning, all you shiny, happy people. Allow me to set the tone… I’ve got this spinning on vinyl next to me, and it’s truly reflecting the day. I caught glimpse of someone sizing up the moat, and I ventured to meet them with the Noisy Cricket. Luckily, it was only the HOA guy, who…
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First off, let me set the mood. I’ve got this spinning on vinyl next to me, and it’s really tickling all the right spots. So, I’m camped out on the couch having an existential crisis, when I remember I pay a hundred or so bucks a year for this domain. Writing is my therapy. Writing…
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The one thing I can’t seem to get off my mind lately is how I’m going to find her again. Through much trial and massive errors, I’ve landed on that miracle square much later in life than most. I’m talking about my wife. Even by the beliefs of the more commercialized religions, I’d be lucky…
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There’s an old guy (well, he’s older than me) in my neighborhood who I refer to as The Fixer. I have no idea who he is or where he comes from, but I know his purpose. If you hail from the rural south like I do, this guy’s infamous. Every minority “community” has one and,…
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We’re living in a world now where wars are fought with bombs…and retaliatory Lego videos. The rich can kill and insult at will with little chance of repercussions because the tech giants softened the blow. Metaphorical or virtual consequences hurt much less in the grand scheme of things. Between grand and step children, I can’t…
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The coffee touched my lips without springing much of a wake-up call. Is this going to be another dreadful Monday? I haven’t even bothered to check the weather. I’m failing as an old man. My schedule this morning says I’ve set aside time to work on the script and a song, but I’m already being…
The Gonzo Wolf 